{"id":3194,"date":"2020-09-10T19:42:58","date_gmt":"2020-09-10T17:42:58","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/auers.blog\/index.php\/2020\/09\/10\/the-way-through-the-most-beautiful-norway-or-the-story-of-suicide-sweater-pigs-and-pretty-friendly-norwegian-roadside-checks\/"},"modified":"2022-01-06T16:27:49","modified_gmt":"2022-01-06T15:27:49","slug":"the-way-through-the-most-beautiful-norway-or-the-story-of-suicide-sweater-pigs-and-pretty-friendly-norwegian-roadside-checks","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/auers.blog\/en\/the-way-through-the-most-beautiful-norway-or-the-story-of-suicide-sweater-pigs-and-pretty-friendly-norwegian-roadside-checks\/","title":{"rendered":"The way through the most beautiful Norway. Or the story of suicide sweater pigs and pretty, friendly Norwegian roadside checks."},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Thanks to modern means of communication, we have decided to turn our backs on the Baltic regions. Since one of the Baltic countries does not allow transit without quarantine, we drove through Sweden by the shortest route. When driving over train tracks, Petra noted, in 2013 we took the train along here.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

2013 was the first year we were in Scandinavia. Padjelanta turned us around completely back then. The Arctic showed us what it takes. Needs, doesn’t want!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

7:00 p.m. we made it. The Norwegian-Swedish border has been crossed. A load off our hearts, no controls, we just drove through. Happy and relaxed, we drive down from the high plateau on a side road.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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We enjoy the fabulous landscape. I say to Petra, keep the camera ready, we’ll drive around the ledge, then we’ll have an overview of the whole valley. Three, two, one …. A huge police bus is blocking the way. Great, 14 days of quarantine, it shoots in our heads. We stop and roll down the windows.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The very amiable policewoman asks us where we come from. I answer truthfully from Finland! After all, we were still in Finland at 6:00 this morning. The nice policewoman grins and asks if we’re going on vacation. I answer with no, because after all we are on a world tour. From that moment on she is absolutely thrilled and wants to know more about it. She asks us to the side and we chat for a while.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Petra and I continue south, towards the E6. We are slowly digesting the last shock with the executive. We drive along the 7336 along beautiful lakes. Always uphill and downhill again and again. Suddenly a whole bunch of motorcyclists overtook us. After a knoll they all stand in a row like organ pipes in the street. A little man with a red trowel waves towards us. At first I thought: Okay, guys, it got you guys. Politi stopped them. It’s getting really expensive here in Norway! Now the little man comes up to us too. I roll down the window again. Window paste, were we too fast too? The little man with the red cellar turns out to be a pretty girl from road construction. Phew !!! Hey there! Hei, I’m sorry, but the road is closed for approximately one hour. Very well. We thought we were going too fast! Can I take you out for coffee or dinner while we wait here? The lady declines with thanks. But, here too, we passed the time with an excellent conversation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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According to our information, a lot of people travel on the coasts of Norway from south to north or vice versa. An excellent alternative, if not to say a better route, is the route through the middle. S\u00f8r-Tr\u00f8ndelag, Hedmark, Oppland, Buskerud and Telemark. Beautiful plateaus, mountains, fjords and rocky regions. You can’t stop being amazed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n